Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

When Jing Jiaren saw Ximen Longting, her expression turned extremely cold.

He was really capable. She braved the storm and almost died in the sea, but she still couldn't escape his pursuit...

"Don't come here!"

Jing Jiaren coughed and suddenly shouted!

Of course, her words could not stop Ximen Longting's footsteps, he rushed in front of her with a few strides, his gaze was sternly scrutinized up and down.

Very well, she can still show him face, and can still yell at her in a calm manner, at least her life is not in danger.

"Jing Jiaren, are you an idiot? Who will allow you to come out in this weather!"

Two hands gripped her shoulders tightly.

Jing Jiaren struggled hard: "I tell you to get out, Ximen Longting, let me tell you... I would rather die than go back with you."

Ximen Longting: "..."

"The child is dead anyway, don't you think I killed it?" Jing Jiaren sneered coldly, "You still don't believe me."

Before drowning, she asked him...

Whether he believed that the child was killed by Ximen Longying, he didn't answer.

The death of her child hurt her a lot, but what hurt her even more was Ximen Longting's attitude.

Leng Lintian's expression froze slightly: "The child is dead?"

"..."

"Ximen, good job. To keep her by your side is to make her suffer endlessly?" Leng Lintian grabbed Ximen Longting's arm and punched her.

Ximen Longting was overwhelmed, his cheeks tilted to one side.

All the bodyguards drew their guns at Leng Lintian at the same time...

This is Ximen Longting's ship, and this is Ximen Longting's territory!

Leng Lintian raised his purple lips obliquely, and there was a demonic look in his eyes...

He was not afraid at all, he clenched his fist and swung it again.

Wilson shot in time and pinched Leng Lintian's wrist: "Master Leng, please stop."

Ximen Longting waved his hand and punched Leng Lintian's cheek fiercely with his finger bones.

He grabbed Leng Lintian's collar: "You took off her clothes?"

His eyes flicked over the wet clothes on the ground, and Jing Jiaren who was tightly wrapping herself up.

Because of being in the blanket, she can't move around easily.

"Did you give her artificial respiration?" Ximen Longting kicked Leng Lintian again with such force that the chair rubbed against it...

"Young Master, stop it too." Wilson stopped, "Don't forget the purpose of inviting Young Master Leng this time."

It was to give Jing Jiaren an antidote.

Ximen Longting's rising anger was forcefully suppressed, but he still kicked him to relieve his anger: "Don't worry, he won't die so soon!"

After all, Leng Lintian had just recovered from a serious illness, and his skills were not as good as Ximen Longting.

Just when he got up and wanted to pounce towards Ximen, several bodyguards rushed over to hold his shoulders.

The two men, like two male lions exchanging fire, collided sharply.

Leng Lintian gasped for air: "I didn't save her, she died in the sea now."

"..."

"I didn't give her artificial respiration, you want to receive her body?"

"..."

"I didn't change the wet clothes in time, high fever, illness... you still expect her to sit here properly?"

Leng Lintian laughed softly, "Ximen, you are still useless."

The last sentence simply hit Ximen Longting's deathbed.

"In addition to putting her in a safe zone, every time you save her at a critical moment, it's me!"

Ximen Longting's anger was rekindled.

"Of course, I'm not asking for credit..."